Quotes About Meaning

People say that we're searching for the meaning of life. I don't think that's it at all. I think that what we're seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances within our own innermost and reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.

I have no idea where I'm going but here's the real question: What am I doing here in the first place?

Samuel Beckett já disse: Toda palavra é uma mancha desnecessária no silêncio e no vazio. Por outro lado, ele DISSE isso.

A wise man once said that all human activity is a form of play. And the highest form of play is the search for Truth, Beauty and Love. What more is needed? Should there be a 'meaning' as well, that will be a bonus? If we waste time looking for life's meaning, we may have no time to live — or to play.

Death focuses the mind on the things that really matter: why are we here, and what should we do?

Sometimes, during the lonely hours on the control deck, Bowman would listen to this radiation. He would turn up the gain until the room filled with a crackling, hissing roar; out of this background, at irregular intervals, emerged brief whistles and peeps like the cries of demented birds. It was an eerie sound, for it had nothing to do with Man; it was as lonely and meaningless as the murmur of waves on a beach, or the distant crash of thunder beyond the horizon.

Men had sought beauty in many forms—in sequences of sound, in lines upon paper, in surfaces of stone, in the movements of the human body, in colours ranged through space. All these media still survived in Diaspar and down the ages others had been added to them. No one was yet certain if all the possibilities of art had been discovered, or if it had any meaning outside the mind of Man. And the same was true of love.

They could not eat it, and it could not eat them; therefore it was not important.

Nothing in this scene will be changed by my death, Nicole thought. There will just be one less pair of eyes to observe its splendor. And one less collection of chemicals risen to consciousness to wonder what it all means.

Michael O'Toole had no difficulty recognizing which questions in life should be answered by physics and which ones by religion.

Long ago the signalling had become no more than a meaningless ritual, now maintained by an animal which had forgotten to learn and a robot which had never known to forget.

The more wonderful the means of communication, the more trivial, tawdry, or depressing its contents seemed to be. Accidents

Futilitarianism.

Nicole looked around her. "Darkness everywhere," she said, almost to herself. "And somewhere in that darkness—if the word 'somewhere' even has any meaning—there was energy.

Now, what did "feel" really mean to a computer? Another very good question, but hardly one to be considered at that particular moment. Then

The more wonderful the means of communication, the more trivial, tawdry or depressing its contents seemed to be

Ésa era la respuesta formal; después de escucharla con tanta frecuencia, perdía todo sentido, reducida a una secuencia de sonidos sin significado especial.

They call it the War with the Sky." Bisesa snorted. "That's ridiculous. How can you wage war on an abstraction?" "I suspect that's the point. It means whatever you want it to mean.

They did not speak, for the words that were wanted did not exist.

I believe that Rama is a cosmic Ark, sent here to save—those who are worthy of salvation.

Or is the meaning of life no longer 42?

To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex.

Though unmusical, German is the most expressive of all languages

Holy men? Holy cabbages! Holy bean-pods! What do they do but live and suck in sustenance and grow fat? If that be holiness, I could show you hogs in this forest who are fit to head the calendar. Think you it was for such a life that this good arm was fixed upon my shoulder, or that head placed upon your neck? There is work in the world, man, and it is not by hiding behind stone walls that we shall do it.